Cashing In (Luck's Voice Book 2)

by Daniel Schinhofen

  “I agree,” Doc said, putting his arm around her shoulders. “It’s okay to be truthful. It might hurt a little, but honesty is something I treasure.”

  “Okay... It’s just that all my life, it’s been better to tell the small lies to make people feel better.”

  “That’s the way it is for most people,” Doc said. “Our relationship is going to be complicated enough with Sonya, Rosa, and who knows who else involved. I’d rather we all just spoke honestly. It’ll save more trouble than it creates in the long run. The hard part will be getting used to hearing and speaking the little truths.”

  “I’m afraid that Rosa or one of the others will get more of your attention,” Fiala whispered, as if saying the words might make them real.

  Doc squeezed her shoulder. “At times, they might. That doesn’t mean I love you any less.”

  “He thinks of you often,” Rosa said, coming out from behind a tree nearby. “Much more than he thinks of me.”

  “Really?” Fiala asked, looking at the gorgeous woman walking toward them.

  “Thank you for the thoughts, Fiala. He sees you as an equal to me in beauty. Apples and oranges, he thinks. Both delicious, but in different ways.”

  “Really?” Fiala asked again, but this time, to Doc.

  “Truly,” Doc replied. “Any man would be lucky to have one of you in his life. I’ve been blessed to have you both. I will do everything I can to make sure you’re both happy.”

  “Binding me and taking me with you so that I can always be beside you to provide aid is my greatest desire,” Rosa said, her eyes glowing lightly.

  Fiala glanced at Rosa. “You don’t mind?”

  “Being secondary to all others? Not at all. It means I will be there to assist him as he requires, and I will get the attention he thinks I deserve.”

  Fiala licked her lips. “Even if he ignores you all night in favor of me?”

  Rosa’s eyelashes fluttered and she inhaled slowly. “If that is what Doc wants, then it is what I want. Being forced to only watch makes me tingle.”

  “I told you she has different inclinations than you do, Fiala,” Doc said.

  “You could show her,” Rosa said in a smoky voice.

  “I’m curious,” Fiala said, “but I’ve also been wanting more since our first night out.”

  Doc chuckled. “Weed, sit your pretty ass down. No playing with yourself. You’re to watch and wait until I call for you.”

  Rosa sat down abruptly, her eyes glowing as she stared at Doc. “As you command.”

  Fiala bit her lip. “Actually, can you let her touch herself? It’ll make me feel better.”

  “Weed, small play only. No orgasms,” Doc said softly as he put a hand behind Fiala’s head. “For you, my lovely wife,” he added, then kissed her softly.

  Fiala melted into his kisses, mostly able to ignore Rosa sitting a few feet away. As the kisses grew more heated and hands began to roam, Rosa’s soft gasps made Fiala glance over. Reclining against a log, Rosa’s legs were spread wide open and a single finger rubbed gently at her slit. The sight gave Fiala a rush of excitement that this beautiful dryad was eager to watch them.

  Clothing was shed and after a brief pause to clean themselves up quickly, Doc had his face buried between Fiala’s thighs.

  Fiala gasped and ran her hands through Doc’s hair as she watched Rosa fingering herself. “He’s so good at this,” she moaned.

  “He is very talented,” Rosa agreed as she shuddered and brought her hand up to her mouth.

  Fiala watched the dryad lick her finger clean and wondered what Rosa tasted like.

  “I’d love to share with you,” Rosa said heatedly, her eyes glowing brightly, “but I’ve been forbidden to join you.”

  “Doc, maybeeeee—!” Fiala began, but her word got garbled as Doc pushed her over the edge.

  Doc didn’t stop. He increased his pace, able to chain Fiala from her first orgasm into a second. Slowing his pace, he brought her down gradually before kissing his way up her torso.

  “Hmm, so good...” Fiala exhaled when she could think again. “Is it time?”

  “Yes,” Doc replied as he planted a kiss on her lips.

  The kiss was deep and passionate. Their tongues dueled as Doc shifted his hips and got his rigid cock lined up with her wet sex. Pushing forward slowly, Doc had to stop and start twice more before he could sink into her.

  Their commingled moan was joined by a third as Rosa sank a finger into her aching pussy, mimicking what Doc was doing to Fiala. Doc took his time, his movements slow and controlled as he went from tip to base and back, over and over.

  “Doc, please,” Fiala moaned during one of the breaks between kisses. “More.”

  “As you wish,” Doc replied, rocking his hips a little faster.

  “Ngh!” Rosa grunted as she pulled her hand away from her sex. “So close…!”

  Fiala looked to the side and Rosa panting and trembling with need. Her emerald eyes were glowing as she stared at the two of them. The two women locked eyes, and Rosa smiled as she sank into Fiala’s thoughts.

  “Yes, Fiala! Yes to all of it,” Rosa moaned as her hand went back to her dripping sex. “Gladly.”

  Fiala shuddered as she came, the idea of the dryad joining her and Doc pushing her over the edge. “More!” Fiala moaned as she orgasmed.

  Doc did as she asked, taking her faster and harder. Fiala cried out in heightened pleasure and dug her fingers into his back. Doc inhaled sharply as Fiala clawed at him, but that only made him fuck her harder. Fiala let out a wordless cry as she crashed from orgasm to orgasm. Doc grunted as he felt his cock begin to pulse. With a few last frantic thrusts, he came, spilling all of his seed into Fiala.

  Fiala slumped against the bedroll, her eyes mostly closed as she gasped and shuddered from the aftershocks of her orgasms rippling through her. Doc exhaled heavily, his own orgasm hard, but he managed to push himself onto his knees and free of her.

  “Doc... please! I need it!” Rosa begged, her voice nearly frantic.

  Seeing the dryad writhing on the ground, her hand thrusting into her sex with abandon, Doc smiled darkly. “Stop. Crawl over here and clean us up, weed.”

  Rosa shuddered as she pulled her hand free of her needy sex. Rolling onto her belly, she pushed herself to her hands and knees and crawled to him, her eyes glowing points.

  When she got close, Doc grabbed her hair roughly and forced her head down. Rosa let out a muffled moan as she took his softening cock into her mouth. Her tongue circled his flesh, trying to gather all of his cum as he forced her up and down his now hardening cock.

  “Clean it all up, weed. Once I’m clean, you’re going to suck as much of it out of her as you can. Secondhand is all you get tonight.”

  Rosa groaned, but her mind was floating in a hazy cloud of bliss. When he pulled her from his cock, she whimpered until she was pushed into Fiala’s pussy. With clear eagerness, she licked, lapped, and sucked at the wet semen-filled sex before her.

  Doc grinned as he held her in place and shifted to get behind the submissive dryad. With no warning, he got the tip of his cock into her before slamming his hips forward, hard. He stifled his own moan as he felt her silken, tight passage take every inch of him.

  Rosa tried to lift her head, but Doc held her down. Her moans of need were muffled, but she was clearly still doing what Doc told her to do.

  “Don’t stop, weed,” Doc commanded as he stayed sunk into her. “I’m going to move my hand. If you stop or move away from her, I’ll stop and give you nothing else until the next time I leave the town.”

  Rosa’s hazy mind heard the words, and their meaning sunk deep into her: she must clean and love the woman under her tongue. That’s what the Voice demanded of her. Fiala was her world, the only thing besides Doc that mattered at that moment.

  Doc steadied her with a hand on her hip, releasing her hair and pulling himself all the way back to the tip. His free hand came down hard, leaving a dark handprint on her firm ass. R
osa didn’t flinch at all, though her hips wiggled slightly side to side. Doc laughed and spanked her again, harder, his own hand stinging from the impact.

  Fiala was drifting, pleasure racing through her, as she felt a tongue licking at her with a fervor she’d never experienced. Forcing her eyes open, she was only half aware that Rosa was the one pleasuring her while Doc spanked the eager dryad.

  “Doc… more,” Fiala murmured. “She needs more.” Eyebrows rising at Fiala’s words, Doc wondered what she meant until she said, “Blood… a little.”

  “Weed, you may sip gently at Fiala. Do not harm her any more than you absolutely must. You are to also give me your tendrils against my thighs.”

  Rosa heard the words, her mind in a daze as she surrendered to Doc, Fiala’s words dimly impinging on her. She pushed tendrils into Doc as she had before, and his sweet warmth filling her made her orgasm. As she rode that wave, a single thin tendril extended, piercing Fiala and finding a vein. The secondary warmth and life essence she was getting made her orgasm again as both of them gave her life.

  ~*~*~

  Doc exhaled shakily as he drew the blanket over the three of them. Rosa and Fiala were entwined in a loving embrace, sleeping soundly. Doc had made sure Fiala was healed completely before he’d seen to himself.

  Exhausted, depleted of energy, and still a little injured, Doc snuggled in behind Fiala, his hand resting on Rosa’s hip. Well, that was different... I wonder how Fiala will feel in the morning? She seemed to enjoy it... hell, she was the one asking for me to do different things to Rosa. Maybe this will work out, after all?

  ~*~*~

  Doc shuddered as two mouths worked on his hard cock. Looking down, he saw both Fiala and Rosa licking at his rigid shaft. “Morning?”

  “Morning,” Fiala smiled broadly. “Rosa was telling me the things you liked the most. Now that you’re awake, you can tell me.”

  Rosa pulled back, her eyes gleaming. “I hope you don’t mind, Doc. She found me helping myself to you this morning and wanted some, too. I thought it best to help her please you better.”

  Doc was about to respond when Fiala engulfed his straining flesh. Inhaling deeply, eyelids twitching, Doc moaned. Fiala’s eyes widened when she heard him and felt him growing even more firm in her mouth. Doc’s toes began to curl as Fiala worked her mouth up and down his length.

  “Oh... g-gods,” Doc stuttered. “Fuck!”

  “She’s doing it right,” Rosa panted. “Yes... good girl, Fiala. Now, take him all the way down. Remember, tuck your thumb into your hand and squeeze. See? Now you can do it. Here, let me reward you, but don’t get too distracted, little flower.”

  Doc lifted his head far enough to see Rosa move behind Fiala, laying on her back and sliding under the other woman. Fiala’s technique faltered, and Doc started to catch his breath.

  “You’re failing to please him like you should, dear flower,” Rosa giggled. “Is the weed too much for such a pretty one to handle?”

  Fiala moaned and pushed her dripping sex into Rosa’s mouth to silence her, and then began to rapidly bob her head. That sudden switch in gears caught Doc by surprise and his tentative control vanished as if it never was.

  Hands grabbing Fiala’s head, Doc wasn’t fully aware of his actions as he fucked her face in earnest, and his whole body began to shake. Fiala let out a deep moan from the attention of the tongue on her sex, and Doc, losing control, pushed her over the edge. Rosa moaned into Fiala’s slit as she rode the pleasure wave from both of her lovers, then orgasmed herself.

  Letting go of Fiala’s head, Doc slumped back, random shudders still coursing through him. Fiala gasped as she came free of his grip and pulled her head up, allowing her to get air again. She shuddered again as Rosa pulled herself out from under her, allowing Rosa to catch her breath, as well.

  “Best... morning... ever...” Doc mumbled happily.

  Chapter Twenty-five

  Doc and Fiala shared a smile as they rode closer to town. Fiala had come to terms with Doc’s personality with Rosa and how much the dryad clearly wanted to be dominated and controlled by him. Doc was still replaying some moments in his mind— not just because the sex was amazing, but because Rosa had surprised him by focusing on helping Fiala pleasure him more than she did trying to get time with him.

  “Doc, I love you,” Fiala said out of nowhere.

  A smile blossomed on his face. “Love you, too. What brought that on?”

  “The last couple of days have just made me love you even more.”

  “I’m not complaining about being loved more,” Doc replied. “Just confused about the why.”

  Fiala fell silent for a few minutes. “You give so much of yourself to those you care about. Even with Rosa beside us for both days, I never felt neglected or in the way. I was worried about her and the stories, but she’s special. She loves you as much as I do, and I think that love is what makes her special. Just as my love of you helped me want to be a lady to stand beside you, I think it makes her want to be better, too.”

  “I didn’t think my love was powerful enough to change you both,” Doc chuckled.

  “To us, it is. Well, to us and Sonya,” Fiala said softly. “I did talk with Rosa, and she agreed with me. If Sonya is truthful in her feelings, we should let her in. I just don’t know how to verify that, short of her going to speak with Rosa.”

  “Hmm...” Doc murmured, recalling Henrick’s smoke that made him speak truthfully. “There might be a way, but she’ll have to agree to it.”

  “What is it?” Fiala asked. “I can ask her about it.”

  “Henrick has an incense that compels a person to speak truthfully,” Doc said. “She tried to use it on me once. Apologized profusely when she realized what I was, and we’ve since come to an understanding.”

  “Okay, I’ll ask her.”

  “How do you feel on the horse?” Doc asked. “Between Rosa and going slow, it’s taken us longer to get back. Missed the weekly tournament starting.”

  “I hope that Lia isn’t too mad at me for that,” Fiala said.

  “She knew you were coming with me and that things happen. I’m sure she’s fine.”

  “I need more practice riding. My horse is just following yours more than me actually doing anything.”

  “We’ll get it taken care of. For you and Sonya, and likely Ayla, as well.”

  Fiala glanced sideways at Doc, but he didn’t notice. “Yes, the three of us should know how to ride for you.”

  “Once we get to the stables, I’ll handle the horses. You can head back to the Lily and get things ready for a bath. It’ll be nice to get all the grime off and not just off the important parts.”

  “Agreed,” Fiala said.

  ~*~*~

  “Hmm, it seems both horses are in… perfect health?” the clerk at the stable said questioningly, looking over the report from the stablemaster.

  “So I can get the most back for them, right?” Doc asked.

  “Of course,” he said slowly, still looking at the report.

  “Can you apply the money to the storage I’m renting?”

  Shaking his head, the clerk looked up. “Um, yes. Of course, sir. All of it?”

  “I’ll get the balance when I stop using the storage.”

  “Sure,” the clerk said, making notes on his paperwork and handing Doc the receipt. “There you go.”

  Doc looked at the receipt, saying he had three months of storage paid up. “Thank you.”

  “Our pleasure, sir,” the clerk said.

  Doc left the livery behind, and the moment he left, the clerk went into the yard to find the stablemaster.

  “Holyday,” one of the deputies said from the next corner, “welcome back.”

  “Thanks. Still my shadow?”

  “Yes. I’ve heard the church is upset.”

  “Not surprised.”

  “Someone opened up a house of worship and has a license to be a spirit healer,” Spot said. “Adam is not happy. Grange is unhappy. Unha
ppiness spreads quickly.”

  “Knew it would start, eventually,” Doc said.

  “Goodman is upset, too,” Spot grinned. “Someone took all the funds from the bank, and the bank still owes them. He had to send for a special delivery from the capital.”

  Doc chuckled. “Poor man. How sad for him.”

  “You’re making enemies fast.”

  “I’ll just have to make friends faster,” Doc replied. “How’s the job?”

  Spot barked a low laugh. “I’ll be watching you.”